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Delight Within The Splendor


My heart runs wild with the thought of your touch.
I quiver with delight at the movement of your body.
My body weeps with pleasure at your whispers.
Your promises make me blow like a whale at sea.
My lungs burst with the rush of air as I cry out.

Then I wake to the cold sheets of reality and realize it has
all been a dream and that sleep does not return so I cry...


Robert Hayden Pursell
21 November 2004







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